|𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 3- 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑌𝑜𝑢....|
「𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚘𝚟」
Kanao decided today she would Visit her friends. You may ask, She has friends? I thought she said she didn't want anyone else to lose?
Well her friends are assassins, they're smart, they're skilled, they're strong, and they're determined. Maybe they could get rid of the voices in her head.
She knew they would still be in school right now, but she didn't care.
She just wanted help for once.
She sat on the bus as she gripped her clothed sword.
She didn't really have much clothes, so she stuck with her Demon Slayer Uniform.
She but off when stopped around where her friends' school was. "So this is....." She didn't finish her sentence as she continued to walk in.
"Where's the gym?" She asked herself. Then she thought of a solution. "I can just smell where they're at." She said to herself.
She closed her eyes and snitched the air and followed the scent. She stopped in front of a door. She opened her eyes and looked forward. She opened the door only to almost be hit in the face with a ball. Good thing she blocked with her sword.
They all looked in her direction.
"Yo, Long time no see, Kanao-chan~" The sadistic one greeted. "Kanao-chan? Why are you here?" The innocent blueberry asked.
"Is it wrong for me to visit my friends?" She questioned. "Nope, but you aren't the type to decide on your own." Karma replied walking over to the girl, his teammates watching their every move.
"Yeah... I admit, I really missed everyone." She admitted with a small blush. "......." Th three who knew her stayed quier.
"Aw, my child is growing up!" The playful blonde cried.
"Hold it, are you the Really Kanao? Let me test this out. Aman-" Before he could finish that sentence he was roundhouse kicked in the face. "Don't you dare finish that sentence, Akabane." She said his name coldly as she glared at him.
YOU ARE READING
「𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖 」|𝕂𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕠 𝕐𝕒𝕚𝕓𝕒 𝕩 ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖|
Fanfiction𝐼 𝑃𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜. 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡. 𝑂ℎ, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒...